ALONE

OH, GOD.

WHAT I NEED  MOST IS TO BE ALONE WITH YOU.

THE CALL TO BE SILENT SCREAMS.

TO BE SHUT UP IN A ROOM ON MY KNEES IS LIFE TO MY LIMPING LIMBS.

ALL THE LIVING WITH ALL THESE KIDS AND HUSBAND MUST STILL.

BECAUSE MY HEAD SWIRLS CONSTANT THOUGHTS OF THEM.

AND I FEEL THE GRIP I'VE GOT ON YOUR HAND SLIPPING.

ALL OF LIFE GREASING US APART.



MUST ESCAPE INTO YOUR SILENT WORLD.

WHERE YOU SPEAK THROUGH YOUR LIVING WORD.

WHERE YOU LET YOURSELF BE FOUND BY ME.

WHERE YOU CALL ME YOUR CHILD.

WHERE ALONE WITH YOU SOOTHES IT ALL.

WHERE I CAN REST MY HEAD ON YOUR HEART.

AND BE.

ME.

Bernadette